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A01055	The louers melancholy Acted at the Priuate House in the Blacke Friers, and publikely at the Globe by the Kings Maiesties Seruants.	Ford, John, 1586-ca. 1640.; Daniel, Samuel, 1562-1619. Hymens triumph.	1629 (1629)	STC 11163; ESTC S102509	41,615	94

in coffins Of memorable shame when Common-wealths Totter and reele from that nobilitie And ancient vertue which renownes the great Who steere the Helme of gouernment while Mushrooms Grow vp make new lawes to licence folly Why should not I a May-game scorne the weight Of my sunke fortunes snarle at the vices Which rot the Land and without feare or wit Be mine owne Anticke T is a sport to liue When life is irkesome if we will not hug Prosperity in others and contemne Affliction in our selues This Rule is certaine He that pursues his safety from the Schoole Of State must learne to be mad man or foole Ambition wealth ease I renounce the diuell That damns yee here on earth or I will be Mine owne mirth or mine owne tormentor So Enter Pelius Here comes intelligence a Buz o' the Court Pel. Rhetias I sought thee out to tell thee newes New excellent new newes Cucolus Sirra That Gull that young old Gull is comming this way Rhet. And thou art his forerunner Pel. Prethee heare me In stead of a fine guarded Page We haue got him A Boy trickt vp in neat and handsome Fashion Perswaded him that t is indeed a Wench And he has entertain'd him he does follow him Carries his sword and buckler waits on his trencher Filles him his Wine Tobacco whets his knife Lackeyes his letters does what seruice else He would imploy his man in being askt Why he is so irregular in Courtship His answer is that since great Ladies vse Gentlemen Vshers to goe bare before them He knowes no reason but he may reduce The Courtiers to haue women waite on them And he begins the fashion he is laught at Most complementally Thou't burst to see him Rhet. Agelastus so surnamed for his grauity Was a very wise fellow kept his countenance All dayes of his life as demurely as a Iudge that Pronounceth sentence of death on a poore Roague For stealing as much bacon as would serue at a meale With a Calues head Yet he smil'd once And neuer but once Thou art no Scholler Pel. I haue read Pamphlets dedicated to me Dost call him Agelastus why did he laugh Rhet. To see an Asse eate Thistles Puppy go study to be a singular Coxcomb Cuculus is an Ordinary Ape but thou art an Ape of an Ape Enter Cuculus and Grilla Pel. Thou hast a Patent to abuse thy friends Looke looke he comes obserue him seriously Cucul. Reach me my sword and buckler Grill. They are here forsooth Cucul. How now Minkes how now Where is your duty your distance Let me haue seruice methodically tendred you are now One of vs Your cursey good remember that you are To practise Courtship was thy father a Piper saist thou Grill. A sounder of some such wind instrumēt forsooth Cucull. Was he so hold vp thy head be thou musicall To me and I will marry thee to a dancer one That shall ryde on his Foot-cloth and maintaine thee In thy Muffe and Hood Grill. That will be fine indeed Cucul. That art yet but simple Grill. d ee thinke so Cucul. I haue a braine I haue a head-piece O my conscience if I take paines with thee I shood Raise thy vnderstanding Girle to the height of a nurse Or a Court-midwife at least I will make thee big In time wench Grill. E'en doe your pleasure with me Sir Pel. Noble accomplisht Cuculus Rhet. Giue me thy fist Innocent Cucul. Would 't were in thy belly there t is Pel. That 's well hee 's an honest blade though he be blunt Cucul. Who cares we can be as blunt as he for 's life Rhet. Cuculus there is within a mile or two a Sow-pig Hath suckt a Brach and now hunts the Deere the Hare Nay most vnnaturally the wilde Bore Aswell as any Hound in Cyprus Cucul. Monstrous Sow-pig i st true Pel. I le be at charge of a banket on thee for a sight of her Rhet. Euery thing takes after the dam that gaue it suck Where hadst thou thy milke Cucul. I Why my nurses husband was a most excellent maker Of Shittle-cocks Pel. My nurse was a woman-surgeon Rhet. And who gaue thee pap Mouse Gril. I neuer suckt that I remember Rhet. La now a Shittle-cock-maker all thy braines are stucke with corke and feather Cuculus this learned Courtier takes after the nurse too a she-surgeon which is in effect a meere matter of colours Goe learne to paint and dawbe complements t is the next step to run into a new suit my Lady Periwinckle here neuer suckt suck thy Master and bring forth Moonecalues Fop doe This is good Philosophy Sirs make vse on 't Grill. Blesse vs what a strange Creature this is Cucul. A Gull an arrant Gull by Proclamation Enter Corax passing ouer Pel. Corax the Princes chiefe Physicion What businesse speeds his haste Are all things well Sir Cor. Yes yes yes Rhet. Phew you may wheele about man wee know y' are proud of your slouenry and practice t is your vertue the Princes melancholy fit I presume holds still Cora. So doe thy knauery and desperate beggery Cucul. Aha here 's one will tickle the ban-dog Rhet. You must not goe yet Cora. I le stay in spight of thy teeth There lyes my grauity Casts off his gowne Doe what thou darest I stand thee Rhet. Mountebanck Empricks Quacksaluers Mineralists Wizards Alchimists cast-Apothecaries old Wiues and Barbers are all suppositors to the right Worshipfull Doctor as I take it Some of yee are the head of your Art the hornes too but they come by nature thou liuest single for no other end but that thou fearest to be a Cuckold Cora. Haue at thee thou affect'st railing onely for thy health thy miseries are so thicke and so lasting that thou hast not one poore denier to bestow on opening a veine Wherefore to auoide a Plurisie thou 't be sure to prate thy selfe once a month into a whipping and bleed in the breech in stead of the arme Rhet. Haue at thee agen Cora. Come Cucul. There there there O braue Doctor Pel. Let 'em alone Rhet. Thou art in thy Religion an Atheist in thy condition a Curre in thy dyet an Epicure in thy lust a Goate in thy sleepe a Hogge thou tak'st vpon thee the habit of a graue Phisition but art indeed an impostrous Emperike Physicions are the bodies Coblers rather the Botchers of mens bodies as the one patches our tatterd clothes so the other solders our diseased flesh Come on Cuc. Tot tot hold him tot hold him too t tot tot tot Cora. The best worth in thee is the corruption of thy minde for that onely intitles thee to the dignity of a lowse a thing bred out of the filth and superfluity of ill humours Thou byt'st any where and any man who defends not himselfe with the cleane linnen of secure honesty him thou darest not come neere Thou art Fortunes Ideot Vertues Bankrupt Times Dunghil Manhoods Scandall and thine owne scourge Thou wouldst hang thy selfe so wretchedly miserable thou art

neuer more will part till that sad houre In which death leaues the one of vs behind To see the others funerals perform'd Let 's now a while be free How haue thy trauailes Disburth'ned thee abroad of discontents Men. Such cure as sicke men find in changing beds I found in change of Ayres the fancy flatter'd My hopes with ease as theirs doe but the griefe Is still the same Ame. Such is my case at home Cleophyla thy Kinswoman that Maide Of sweetnesse and humility more pities Her Fathers poore afflictions then the tide Of my complaints Men. Thamasta my great Mistris Your Princely Sister hath I hope ere this Confirm'd affection on some worthy choice Ame. Not any Menaphon Her bosome yet Is intermur'd with Ice though by the truth Of loue no day hath euer past wherein I haue not mention'd thy deserts thy constancy Thy Come in troth I dare not tell thee what Lest thou mightst thinke I fawnd vpon a sinne Friendship was neuer guilty of for flattery Is monstrous in a true friend Men. Does the Court Weare the old lookes too Ame. If thou mean'st the Prince It does hee 's the same melancholy man He was at 's Fathers death sometimes speakes sence But seldome mirth will smile but seldome laugh Will lend an eare to businesse deale in none Gaze vpon Reuels Anticke Fopperies But is not mou'd will sparingly discourse Heare musicke but what most he takes delight in Are handsome pictures one so young and goodly So sweet in his owne nature any Story Hath seldome mentioned Men. Why should such as I am Groane vnder the light burthens of small sorrowes When as a Prince so potent cannot shun Motions of passion To be man my Lord Is to be but the exercise of cares In seuerall shapes as miseries doe grow They alter as mens formes but how none know Ame. This little I le of Cyprus sure abounds In greater wonders both for change and fortune Then any you haue seene abroad Men. Then any I haue obseru'd abroad all Countries else To a free eye and mind yeeld something rare And I for my part haue brought home one Iewell Of admirable value Ame. Iewell Menaphon Men. A Iewell my Amethus a faire Youth A Youth whom if I were but superstitious I should repute an Excellence more high Then meere creations are to adde delight I 'le tell yee how I found him Ame. Prethee doe Men. Passing from Italy to Greece the Tales Which Poets of an elder time haue fain'd To glorifie their Tempe bred in me Desire of visiting that Paradise To Thessaly I came and liuing priuate Without acquaintance of more sweet companions Then the old In-mates to my loue my thoughts I day by day frequented silent Groues And solitarie Walkes One morning early This accident incountred me I heard The sweetest and most rauishing contention That Art or Nature euer were at strife in Ame. I cannot yet conceiue what you inferre By Art and Nature Men. I shall soone resolue yee A sound of musicke toucht mine eares or rather Indeed intranc'd my soule as I stole neerer Inuited by the melody I saw This Youth this faire-fac'd Youth vpon his Lute With straines of strange variety and harmony Proclaiming as it seem'd so bold a challenge To the cleare Quiristers of the Woods the Birds That as they flockt about him all stood silent Wondring at what they heard I wondred too Ame. And so doe I good on Men. A Nightingale Natures best skill'd Musicion vndertakes The challenge and for euery seuerall straine The wel-shapt Youth could touch she sung her down He coo'd not run Diuision with more Art Vpon his quaking Instrument then she The Nightingale did with her various notes Reply too for a voyce and for a sound Amethus t is much easier to beleeue That such they were then hope to heare againe Amet. How did the Riuals part Mena. You terme them rightly For they were Riuals and their Mistris harmony Some time thus spent the young man grew at last Into a pretty anger that a bird Whom Art had neuer taught Cliffs Moods or Notes Should vie with him for mastery whose study Had busied many houres to perfit practise To end the controuersie in a rapture Vpon his Instrument he playes so swiftly So many voluntaries and so quicke That there was curiositie and cunning Concord in discord lines of diffring method Meeting in one full Center of delight Amet. Now for the bird Mena. The bird ordain'd to be Musicks first Martyr stroue to imitate These seuerall sounds which when her warbling throat Fail'd in for griefe downe dropt she on his Lute And brake her heart it was the quaintest sadnesse To see the Conquerour vpon her Hearse To weepe a funerall Elegy of teares That trust me my Amethus I coo'd chide Mine owne vnmanly weakenesse that made me A fellow-mourner with him Amet I beleeue thee Mena. He lookes vpon the trophies of his Art Then sigh'd then wip'd his eyes then sigh'd and cride Alas poore creature I will soone reuenge This cruelty vpon the Author of it Henceforth this Lute guilty of innocent blood Shall neuer more betray a harmelesse peace To an vntimely end and in that sorrow As he was pashing it against a tree I suddenly stept in Amet. Thou hast discourst A truth of mirth and pitie Mena. I reprieu'd Th' intended execution with intreaties And interruption but my Princely friend It was not strange the musicke of his hand Did ouer-match birds when his voyce and beauty Youth carriage and discretion must from men Indu'd with reason rauish admiration From me they did Amet. But is this miracle Not to be seene Men. I won him by degrees To chuse me his Companion whence he is Or who as I durst modestly inquire So gently hee would woo not to make knowne Onely for reasons to himselfe reseru'd He told me that some remnant of his life Was to be spent in Trauaile for his fortunes They were nor meane nor riotous his friends Not publisht to the world though not obscure His Countrey Athens and his name Parthenophill Amet. Came he with you to Cyprus Men. Willingly The fame of our young melancholy Prince Meleanders rare distractions the obedience Of young Chleophila Thamasta's glory Your matchlesse friendship and my desperate loue Preuail'd with him and I haue lodg'd him priuately In Famagosta Amet. Now th' art doubly welcome I will not lose the sight of such a rarity For one part of my hopes When d' ee intend To visit my great-spirited Sister Mena. May I Without offence Amet. Without offence Parthenophill Shall find a worthy intertainement too Thou art not still a coward Mena. Shee 's too excellent And I too low in merit Amet. I le prepare A noble welcome And friend ere we part Vnloade to thee an ouer-charged heart Exeunt Enter Rhetius carelesly attyr'd Rhet. I will not court the madnesse of the times Nor fawne vpon the Riots that embalme Our wanton Gentry to preserue the dust Of their affected vanities